He laughs, his voice warm and a little raw, kissing you once before he just presses you back against the wall, his eyes hungry and thoughtful. Then he squirms down, curling up on the floor and pressing a forearm over your hips before he leans in and closes his mouth over the head of your cock.

He can't help making a soft sound in his throat as he feels the heat and stretch in his mouth, your flesh pressing his tongue down and his jaw wide as he sinks lower, careful to keep his teeth out of the way. He looks up at you for a moment, his eyes sharp, before he closes them and tightens his lips on you, just sucking gently and shifting his head, drawing you into his mouth by slow degrees.